Chapter 73

Scarlett Just as I expected it to be, the words had already traveled too quickly about Alexander’s sudden appearance. By the time Lucien and I came back off the patrol line, the corridors were already full of murmurs. Servants bowed their heads as I passed, but their eyes lingered, heavy with questions they dared not to speak and thought I wouldn’t see them sneaking a peek at me. The mark on my skin pulsed faintly, as if mocking me for trying to resist this bond, for trying to break the bond that the Moon Goddess had bestowed upon us. It was no longer burning intensely as what happened that night, but the mark was still there. The scars were still there. An old wound disguised as flesh. “I’m guessing that he was doing this on purpose.” Lucien said, voice low and his jaw clenched. I solemnly nodded my head. “He sure does do that on purpose. To make it seem like we still have connections with each other, that the Nightshade and Crescent Moon were seen to be together—seeming to plot somet